The noon sunlight spilled across the side hall of the Central Courtyard, shining brilliantly.
The spokesmen of the Ten Great Families had gathered together.
Chu Tianshu was the first to break the silence, teasing, "The Chen Clan has finally decided to bleed a little this time and treat us to a proper meal."
"These past few days, I haven't been eating well or sleeping well. I've just been looking forward to this meal."
Gao Ying rolled his eyes at Chu Tianshu and said irritably, "Dog-Faced Chu, can you rein in that performance art of yours? This is the Chen Clan's territory."
Chu Tianshu smiled without taking offense, then turned to Shen Lang and asked, "Old Shen, you should know why the Chen Clan invited us here this time, right? Give us a hint."
Shen Lang shook his head and replied calmly, "I don't know the specifics either. But don't be impatient. Won't we know in a while?"
Chen Xuanqi could not help cutting in as well. "Exactly. Old Shen is right. There's no point in us guessing blindly here. Let's just wait for the Chen Clan's people to come and explain it to us."
You Dongshan said in a deep voice, "Then later, who from the Chen Clan will come?"
Shen Lang said calmly, "If my guess is correct, it should be Xiaojun."
As soon as his words fell, the entire hall sank into silence.
So it really was Chen Xiaojun?
Just then, a burst of footsteps came from far away, drawing closer.
Everyone turned toward the sound, only to see Chen Xiaojun slowly walking in with Zhu Yanfeng and Ling Yunxiao.
Their arrival immediately made the already tense atmosphere grow even heavier.
Chen Xiaojun wore a smile, one as gentle as a spring breeze, carrying a trace of warmth